Prosjektleder Quotes & Sayings

Besides, it's my God-given right as an American to speak my mind and fill others' ears with my thoughts, my opinions, my innermost feelings, and my repressed childhood memories. — Tim Anderson

But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. — Ernest Hemingway,

Consciousness has an inner depth at every stage, and is not something that emerges at some stage down the line. Forms of consciousness emerge as forms of energy/matter, but consciousness itself is simply alongside all along, as the principal reality of every form. — Adnan Al Adnani

Envy suggests inferiority. — Wayne Gerard Trotman

Working in theoretical systems can take away the juice. It can also be very beautiful, but when you're trying to satisfy a theoretical principle rather than a sonic reality, then it can become dry. — Pauline Oliveros

She already has my heart. I would like for her to take my penis, too. Is that so much to ask? — Shayla Black

If you look at men's roles for the last thousand years, the desire is fundamental. We want to take care of, provide for, and be of service to ... women. — Matthew Fox

I cannot, in my old age, live off pieces of my youth. — Peter Biskind

My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce. — Mitch Albom

You would think no harm in a child's caressing a large dog, even if he was black; but a creature that can think, and reason, and feel, and is immortal, you shudder at; confess it, cousin. I know the feeling among some of you northerners well enough. Not that there is a particle of virtue in our not having it; but custom with us does what Christianity ought to do, - obliterates the feeling of personal prejudice. I have often noticed, in my travels north, how much stronger this was with you than with us. You loathe them as you would a snake or a toad, yet you are indignant at their wrongs. You would not have them abused; but you don't want to have anything to do with them yourselves. You would send them to Africa, out of your sight and smell, and then send a missionary or two to do up all the self-denial of elevating them compendiously. Isn't that it?" "Well, cousin," said Miss Ophelia, thoughtfully, "there may be some truth in this. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

I knit the afternoon away. I knit reasons for Elijah to come back. I knit apologies for Emma. I knit angry knots and slipped stitches for every mistake I ever made, and I knit wet, swollen stitches that look awful. I knit the sun down. — Laurie Halse Anderson